He doesn't mind the cold. His skin already got used to this sensation, enough to feel some comfort in it.
The judge's intuition was right. Kiyotaka leans in a little after the hug was given, his lips softly press against her cheek. He lingers there, his breath brushes against her face.
Seemingly, he was doing just fine using his intuition alone.
She leaned against him, heavy and cold, like a magnet ā waiting for the second part. Any moment now...
ā šššššššš
THE JUDGE.
> as useful as his computer science lessons were, it's not like he could just decipher it on the go. oh well..
I'll take that as a yes.
> the first thing he mentioned goes at first. his hands wrap around the doll's upper body to hold her against himself.
